Boros's eyes flickered; this was exactly like his own experience, but...
Boros glanced at Su Han with a strange look, unsure if it was just his imagination. He had a feeling that the eerie chains that had appeared before, with their ominous and unsettling aura…were even more sinister than the chains that had bound him before…
Su Han remained expressionless; he sensed Boros's thoughts.
In fact, Boros's idea was correct. As Su Han encountered more and more evil beings and gods, and as the mist space underwent several transformations... the evil aura that he could transform and amplify became increasingly terrifying...
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 333 Gathering the Stars of Joy of Life's Plot (Third Update)
If Su Han had wanted to, he could have even driven Luo Cuilian insane with his evil power. Or perhaps even turned her into an evil being...
Of course, this did not conform to the basic principles of the council, nor was it in Su Han's interest. Therefore, Su Han deliberately controlled the amplified evil power, ensuring it was precisely at Luo Cuilian's limit.
A long silence fell over the scene. Then, Emperor Qing spoke slowly, a smile on his face, but his gaze was solemn and deep, "I have inexplicably found myself in this place. It is truly peculiar!"
"I observe that all of you here possess extraordinary bearing, yet you are all shrouded in mist, mysterious and unpredictable... Perhaps you are all people from the temple?"
Fan Xian stared silently at everything before him, his shock beyond words.
What kind of place is this? The moon and sun hang in the sky, and in all directions, there are countless tiny stars.
A large number of ancient and mysterious bronze chairs are placed in all directions. Some of the bronze chairs are shrouded in mist, indicating that someone has been sitting on them.
"Moreover!" Fan Xian recalled Luo Cuilian's earlier palm strike, which instantly coalesced into a massive Buddhist hand seal. This wasn't a martial arts technique...
Fan Xian recalled Wu Zhu's teachings and deeply confirmed this point...
Even more terrifying, that enormous and sacred Buddhist hand seal shattered instantly and inexplicably. What exactly is this place...?
"A temple? What's that?" Ilya blinked her eyes, somewhat bewildered.
"Could it be... something like the Nuwa Temple?" The Sword Immortal's expression turned serious as he glanced thoughtfully at Emperor Qing.
Since it has the name of a temple... does that mean that there are real gods in this newcomer's world?
"This name is really unpleasant," Tang Hao said coldly.
He suddenly thought of the Spirit Hall in his world. Because his wife died at the hands of the Spirit Hall, Tang Hao naturally hated them very much.
Even after he finished reading Douluo Continent and understood that Bibi Dong was just a pitiful person, the killing intent and anger in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.
"Hmm?" Emperor Qing's mind raced. Seeing the reactions of the crowd, his brows furrowed instantly. "This isn't a temple? Then... could you all reveal your identities?"
After a moment's thought, Weber cautiously began, "So this time... shall I explain?"
"If you want to do it, then do it. Nobody's going to take it from you." Saeko Busujima's voice was cold and indifferent.
Webber was taken aback, finding it both funny and exasperating, but he didn't discuss it further with Saeko Busujima. He gazed intently at Emperor Qing, Fan Xian, and Luo Cuilian, who was still lying in the chair, not yet recovered, and began to speak in a low voice.
Let me begin with a general overview of the Misty Space, followed by a detailed introduction of the Council Speaker and a brief overview of the many Council members present.
After the explanation, the Hall of Mist fell into a long silence.
After a long while, Fan Xian suddenly spoke, his voice filled with astonishment, "The Mist Council? Across endless worlds? Brother... I'm not questioning you, it's just that this matter is too unbelievable."
Fan Xian was in a state of utter confusion. What was going on? He hadn't even entered the capital yet! Had he already transmigrated a second time? Was this some kind of joke?
Emperor Qing remained silent. Suddenly, he raised his palm, and cards emerged from his body. Scanning the numerous cards before him, Emperor Qing's expression became uncertain.
"It's actually true?" After a brief silence, Emperor Qing took out a card containing the True Qi of the Kingly Way and threw it towards Su Han. "Then, please reveal my future."
Even the proud Emperor Qing used respectful language when facing Su Han.
Although Emperor Qing was unaware whether what Wei Bo had said was true, and whether the person before him was indeed an indescribable, supreme god who transcended the world...
But in any case, if the person in front of him was able to bring him here silently, then killing him probably wouldn't take much effort.
Su Han didn't accept it immediately. He gazed at Emperor Qing and Fan Xian with great interest for a long time before finally speaking in a low voice, "Alright... Fan Xian, and Fan Xian's father. The future begins!"
"What?!" Emperor Qing's pupils dilated abruptly. Fan Xian? Isn't that his illegitimate son...? Wait, could it be...?
Before Emperor Qing could even turn to look at Fan Xian, a vast and boundless river of time suddenly appeared.
Within that long river, there lies an incomparably magnificent scene. There's Fan Xian's joyful daily life upon arriving in the capital and entering the Fan family mansion, searching for traces left by his mother; there's also his prowess in the imperial court, composing a hundred poems while drinking, so astonishing the Northern Qi literary giant Zhuang Mohan that he vomited blood in front of everyone; and finally…
The whole truth was revealed: Emperor Qing was killed by Wu Zhu using his laser eyes...
With a crisp boom, the vast river of destiny coalesced into a dazzling star, which then floated quietly behind Emperor Qing.
The entire Misty Palace was deathly silent.
After a long while, Fan Xian suddenly turned his head and looked Emperor Qing up and down in astonishment, "You are... my father? That Marquis Fan Jian?"
Emperor Qing's lips trembled slightly. He was initially very keen to agree, as this would conceal his true identity and provide him with ample room for future maneuver. However, a thought quickly crossed his mind, and he realized that he absolutely could not hide it.
After all, Waver had said before that they could return to the real world at any time if they wanted to... Moreover, Emperor Qing also saw the scene of himself being killed by Wu Zhu at the end, and knew that his original trajectory should have been exposed...
After a brief silence, Emperor Qing said in a low voice, "No... I am the Emperor of Southern Qing."
"So you are..." Fan Xian nodded thoughtfully, but he only finished halfway through his action before realizing what he had said. He stared blankly at Emperor Qing, feeling a chill run down his spine. "You said you're the Emperor of Southern Qing? You're my father? I'm a prince..."
"What the hell! What kind of palace intrigue drama plot is this?" Fan Xian didn't know what kind of expression to make. "Wait a minute, since you're my biological father, then what about... Fan Jian? Did you cuckold Fan Jian?"
"The reasons behind this are extremely complicated." Emperor Qing's eyes flickered uncertainly before he finally gave a vague answer.